Doomsday Club

The other shore...

Xu Nuo recalled the vast sky city, where the enormous hourglass symbol seemed to be silently mocking all her previous efforts.

He did investigate the hourglass logo, but gave up after several unsuccessful online searches.

Just think of it as a normal tech company that was abandoned because of the apocalypse.

I didn't pay much attention to this fixed resurrection point where I traveled through time afterward.

But the result was a slap in the face for him.

The clues about the world-destroying organization that he and Lin Xiaoxiao had been searching for were actually already laid bare before him from the very beginning.

as well as……

That sky city hidden above the clouds.

Thinking of this, Xu Nuo felt a surge of despair for the first time.

In a post-apocalyptic world twenty years later, with technology regressed, the Doomsday Lord managed to stop him from repeating the cycle so many times with just a pistol that only had five bullets.

The Doomsday Lord, who was already powerful to them, was nothing more than a discarded pawn that could be eliminated at any time by the Other Shore Organization.

How can they possibly fight against that massive sky city?

Should I jump up and use a knife to chop and hack?

Xu Nuo sat blankly in the chair, somewhat withdrawn, watching the chat in the reader group refresh line by line.

"Where's Prisoner? Off to gather material for the apocalypse again?"

"Damn it, still slacking off, huh?"

"Don't say that, the updates are already quite frequent."

"To be honest, that's really true."

"I know someone who writes cyberpunk, and he's really good at it, updating monthly."

A familiar ID flashed by, bringing Xu Nuo back to her senses.

"Old Wang."

The retired soldier that Mingyue recommended in the Doomsday Line.

Giving up won't solve anything, so even though the current situation is giving him a huge headache, he has to take initiative.

Not to mention.

It's not that they're necessarily helpless.

"Time travel..."

Inside the room, Xu Nuo muttered to himself.

Their battlefields have never been limited to just the apocalypse.

Twenty years later, the Other Shore organization, which had successfully destroyed the world, did indeed hold a huge advantage.

But in the actual timeline, none of this has happened yet.

"I can't do anything about you in the apocalypse, but you'd better keep your tail hidden in the real timeline."

"Otherwise, if I catch you, the police won't listen to reason."

This is one of the benefits of a sound social system.

Dongxia has a complete legal system specifically targeting terrorists who want to destroy the world.

I mustered my spirits.

He muttered to himself as if trying to comfort himself.

Xu Nuo's actions were somewhat influenced by a self-deceptive, Ah Q-like mentality.

If he goes to the police without evidence, he will most likely be treated as a mental patient and sent to the hospital.

"Listen to me! Don't be fooled by the current peaceful and prosperous atmosphere; it's all an illusion!"

"Everyone's been fooled; a tech company is planning to destroy the world by the end of the year!"

"Yes, that's right! Destroying the world right under the noses of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council!"

After making the emergency call, someone from the mental hospital had to come and pick him up for admission that afternoon.

Stop joking, what are you talking about?

Who will believe it?

He sighed, feeling a headache coming on.

To be honest, since gaining the ability to travel through time, he has never felt this helpless.

There's simply no way to start!

As of now, he has still gained nothing in the real-world timeline.

It's not even as fast as the progress of the Doomsday Line.

Forcibly suppressing her frustration, Xu Nuo looked at "Old Wang" who was still chatting with other members in the group and decided to proceed with the original plan.

Save Old Wang and let him join the Doomsday Club twenty years from now.

With his addition, taking over the market will be no problem at all.

There's always a way out; perhaps new clues will emerge after we take over the market.

Thinking this, Xu Nuo opened her private chat with Lao Wang.

"Old Wang, I remember you just got discharged from the army, right?"

"Yes, Lao Da. He was discharged from the military this September."

Old Wang was clearly surprised that Xu Nuo would suddenly talk to him, and even sent a surprised emoji.

After all, he rarely participates in the book club group, so he's practically invisible.

"So what are you doing now?"

"Oh, working as a security guard."

Old Wang wasn't embarrassed at all: "These days, good jobs all look at your education level. After hitting a few walls, and with the New Year approaching, I just took a security guard job to keep going."

He said, "No matter what, we can't be without work, at least we need to get through the Lunar New Year period."

This promise was expected.

Mingyue had told me before that Lao Wang didn't have much to do during this time, and Mingyue just happened to be short of a bodyguard.

At the time, I didn't know that Lao Wang had this ability. Later, when we were chatting in the group, we talked about it. By then, Mingyue had already found someone.

The two of them ultimately missed each other.

When she mentioned this, Mingyue's tone still carried a hint of regret.

After all, he had a very good impression of Lao Wang, not only because Lao Wang had won awards in military competitions, but also because Lao Wang spoke and chatted with a sense of composure.

Unlike the bodyguard he hired back then, who was fired by Mingyue in less than two months for stealing.

When I went to find Lao Wang again, he had already found a job.

The matter was ultimately left unresolved.

Now that I've acted as a go-between, I'm sure Mingyue will agree.

Putting aside everything else, this kid still gives me a lot of face.

"I remember Mingyue needs a bodyguard. How about I introduce you to someone?"

Mingyue is a celebrity among readers; she loves making friends and is generous with her money.

So there's no need to worry about salary at all; it's definitely more than he earns as a bodyguard now.

So Old Wang was already excited just by hearing the words "bright moon".

"Will it work, Lao Da? Does Brother Mingyue know about this?"

"Wait a moment, let me go and ask for you, it should be fine."

Seeing that Lao Wang was interested, Xu Nuo immediately switched to Mingyue's chat window.

"Are you there? I heard you need a bodyguard?"

"Wow! Prisoner, you're so well-informed?"

Even the bright moon was startled.

Sitting in the villa, I looked around and thought Xu Nuo had installed surveillance cameras in my house.

"Stop looking, you don't have security cameras at home."

"Holy crap! You really installed surveillance cameras, didn't you!"

Mingyue typed warily: "Lord, this is illegal!"

"Get lost, I only heard about it."

Mingyue has always been a bit of a blabbermouth, so when he heard Xu Nuo say that, he wasn't sure if he had actually said it or not.

It seems like you really did say that?

I don't know, I've forgotten.

"What do you mean? Do you have someone in mind, Prisoner?"

"There really is one, it's Old Wang in the group."

Xu Nuo smiled and briefly told him about Lao Wang's information.

"What a talent!"

Mingyue was astonished after hearing this: "Wow, you have this kind of talent lurking in your group, Prison Master!"

"A retired soldier, who even won an award in a skills competition—if this kind of talent isn't good enough, who is?" He said, "Absolutely! We can have him come to work tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll tell him you two can talk it over."

Recommended business card – Lao Wang.

The profile picture is very simple.

It's a rabbit.

After accomplishing his task, he left without a trace, concealing his merits and fame.

Old Wang should be resurrected in the future when he travels through time again.